May you live in a time without too many retards

Perhaps a separate decade or eon from this particular one. Or a part of the universe that isn't craven? Not now. Not here.

Led by a sick bozo with no measurable IQ, no knowledge of emotional intelligence, and a mobsters' genetic code.

A shake-down cry baby.

Just a lonely ego with neither id nor superego.

The Frumpster!

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